Nobody would have thought that Ji Ru Mo was the Heavenly Destiny Mirror they had been searching for all along.
Nor would anyone have guessed, at the final moment, Ji Ru Mo would choose to block Hei Yao's attack with his true form.
Everyone was silent as a grave.
Only Yun Sheng lowered her head to look at that mirror.
On the mirror, the red liquid flowing out was not just tears, but blood.
Yun Sheng's eyes were somewhat moist.
At this moment, her mind was filled with countless thoughts, yet she didn't know how to express them.
Golden Qilin Ye Beiming also stood at a distance, knowing that this was not the time to disturb Yun Sheng.
The cracked mirror could no longer clearly reflect a person's face, but it could refract an amber light.
That light was very much like Ji Ru Mo's eyes, equally gentle, equally heart-stirring.
Yun Sheng gently rubbed the irreparable cracks on the mirror with her fingers, and as they scraped her skin, there was a faint pain.
